The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-10-30

pected and delightful a sensation to the said
voter that he becomes the slave TO the Office
| holder oifhand Col. Fellows and DE Ian
/ cey Nicoll were both prominent IN tne
! Doodle trials. Nicoll worked the cases up ana
| Col Fellows, who is an eloquent orator ana
an old time Democratic war horse summed
| up. He is one of the most brilliant ana re-
markable speakers in the country; Both
men were Democrats, and both had
a strong local following. The Dem
! ocratic party has a big majority
| in New York city. There was great
struggle between the friends OF Nicoll and
| Fellows to see which should get the nomina-
! ton Fellows got it, District Attorney
| MARITIME was nominated Tor the bench, and
| Nicoll was left out III the cold. Thereupon
! Nicoll decided to run on an independent
| ticket: and he was taken up and Endorsed
! by the Republican party. 1t was Just after
/ the Republicans had Endorsed the young
advocate that strolled into the Holman
House.
Nicoll had put his head in the door for
moment and he was instantly surrounded by
friends. He was quiet and dignitied, but he
could not help showing some of the eiation
he felt over the proofs he just had OF ms
popularity He shook hands heartily with
his friends and hastily retired. Col Eel
lows, small Of stature, round, red faced and
genial, stood by the oyster counter with
fork in one hand and a wary eye on the
oysters Every instant some men would
rush up and seize him by the hand and
nearly wiring it oil of his arm, while he
promised his enthusiastic support and pro
phesied victory. The Colonel would smile,
squeeze the hand III return, spear an oyster
and swallow it hastily in time for the next
man. A scall circle of enthusiastic admirers
stood about four feet away, and gazed low
ngly at the orator and candidate. Com
missioner Jacob Hess and Senator Fred
Gibbs stood arm-ia-arm at the bar, two
stalwart, broad shouldered and happy men
They are war horses of the Republican
party. Talking to them was Douglas
Levine, a small, thick-set and amiable man
that docs not believe in anything that is not
Democratic. Jimmy Oliver, once news
boy and now a legislator, stood with his
arm on Ed Stokes shoulder talking conf
dentially to the millionaire speculator and
motel keeper. Both men were prematurely
gray. and their white heads were in sharp
contrast to their ruddy faces Con-
gresham Bourke Cochran, who has
head like buffalo, stood talking
to +. &. e I'm )rc, and Little Marshall
Wilder and Bob Hilliard were rolling
around in two chairs and pounding the ta-
bles in front of them with delight at each
others stories. They presented a wonder
full contrast. billiard, tall, athletic, well
nodded. handsome and the acknowledged
king of the dudes; Wilder, a dwarf or
rather a cripple, lacking everything that
billiard possessed, except unbounded ami
NAL spirits and exhaustless good nature.
Maurice Barrymore, suave and muscular,
leaned over A c. Gunter, the playwright,
and discussed the limitations of different
actors, while James Barton Ley wandered
around amiably from one group to another,
his round face beaming happily. Gen.
Barnum and Maj Rice talked war and
Republicanism till the glasses danced
on the bar, and there were dozens of round
ers and Wall street men like Charlie Johns,
jeff George and Sam King, who drank
champagne literally and were willing to bet
on anything in sight. No reception in a
private house could ever have had the ease
and jollity of this assembly. Every man
was acquainted with his neighbor, though
there were 200 men in the room, and, curl
ously enough, there was very little drinking
at the bar. Occasionally some one would
give an order, but the glasses stood idle
while the discussions waXed hot. 1t was
the finn of meeting there that caused the
crowd to collect for chat an hour before
bedtime BLAKELY HALL